(Saw this while journeying up to Salem, Ohio and back)
Whole fields of fading yellow corn-
flags flapped furiously in the wind
TR
(Saw this while journeying up to Salem, Ohio and back)
Whole fields of fading yellow corn-
flags flapped furiously in the wind
TR
A headless windmill
rises above the dead grass
overlooking an empty
prairie sea; powerless to
move with or without the wind
TR
on April Fool’s Day my sister called with a really bad joke
said Dad has liver cancer
my sister cried, though, so it’s no joke
six to twelve months predicted regardless of what they do
while leaving the hospital
Dad saw two bins standing together
one for recyclable trash and one for trash trash
he said, “Next week I’ll know if I end up in the recycled or the trash”
and he laughed
my sister choked, but forced herself to laugh with him
with a Dad who thrives on being kind to our Mom and to everyone else
well, I guess God gave time to get his house in order
to accomplish a want to do list
and I have time to relish every remaining second and to say goodbye
but it’s excruciating losing a beloved, faithful, kind friend
besides Mom and my sister, the only “long-term” friend I’ve ever had
Just had a day with
the Come and Go Sky
so windy that different kinds of clouds raced past
hiding the sun, moving on
dark shadows over us, bright sunlight over us
dark
bright
gray
blue
hazy
clear
it came and went all day, just when needed